Is the Villain Not Allowed to Fall in Love?

I woke up after I slept well, transported to the emergency room at Prince Rendor's hands, when my lunch break was long past.

"Huh."

Make stretches on the bed, then try to get up gently.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm not dizzy, and I feel better.

The lack of sleep seems to have resolved.

You had some good dreams.

In my dreams, I held my hand and talked to Prince Rendor, and I felt so happy.

I'd like to talk to you like that from time to time or walk hand in hand.

Yes, it's called a date, isn't it?

I've never done it in my last life.

"Excuse me, Mr. Milene."

I was blurry while sitting in bed, and a teacher came to me realizing I was awake.

"Give me a hand."

The teacher touched my wrist and checked my physical condition with magic.

This teacher Mary Firo, who resides as a doctor at the Royal School where noble children gather, is a talented woman who has completed both medicine and magic, but is trusted by everyone with a frank woman who treats every student equally.

School classes also have swordsmanship, physical arts, and attack magic training, so there are quite a few injured people out there, but they are reliable doctors who do most of the work by connecting bones and restorative magic without changing a single complexion.

"Yeah, the magic flow is back to normal, too. And then it's okay to be normal."

"Thank you"

And when I gave thanks, I dressed up and rose out of bed.

"I'll contact the samurai now, so sit in this chair a little while and wait. Then... I think you should show your face to His Highness Rendor. He was so worried."

"Master Rendor told you about me?

"Don't you remember because I was so confused by magic sickness? I've been watching you on the side of the bed for a while, even after Mr. Milene went to sleep. Ask me to bow my head. Heh heh, we're good friends and more than anything."

With that said, the teacher contacted Riddie, who would wait in the dorm using the magic guide.

I wonder if Prince Rendor was worried because I was the queen's candidate.

Or,... you see me as Milene, and I kind of like you as a girl, is that why?

I hope so.

I was thrilled with expectations.

Rydy picked me up, so I thanked Dr. Mary and left the emergency room behind.

"Ma'am, are you okay?

"I'm all right, because I'm the usual magic drunk. I slept well, so I was feeling better."

You're a disgusting samurai, but you were properly worried about the Lord, impressed.

"Anyway, were you okay over there? Because although I stabbed the nail, His Highness is also seventeen years old, a young man who doesn't know what to do when he looks away."

"Huh? About what?

"Because one or two of the naughty pranks on a drunk, hazy girl, you might accidentally"

"Come on, don't be silly! Master Rendor is not like the dirty adult Riddie!

"I don't have a hobby for sleeping drunks who are covetous, because they don't do that at all."

"I'm not drooling!

With that said, I'll gently touch my hand on my mouth to make sure.

It's okay, it's not crunchy.

I don't want Prince Rendor to look disrespectful.

"Well, from what I've seen, there's no red marks, no bite marks, so are you okay?"

Red marks? Bite marks?

Why would Prince Rendor bite? It's not a dog.

I have no idea what Rydy's talking about.

"What do you want to do? The afternoon class is over, so you need to get the teacher in charge for today's assignment."

"Right. But before I do, I have to thank you for meeting Master Rendor. I'm going to my third grade classroom."

As I twisted my neck, I took Rydy to where Prince Rendor was.

When I arrived in front of the classroom, the students were bothering to say that the class was already over.

Without having to look for Prince Rendor, standing outside the classroom gets into my eyes and stops trying to rush over.

Whoa, I need to look like a lady... hmm?

Prince Rendor was not alone.

I'm having some fun talking to a female student of the same grade in the hallway.

That... is Liliana Villette, the countess who has a reputation for being beautiful.

She has pale blue eyes on a salacious platinum blonde, tall as a slurry, and has a feminine, balanced body.

It's called bong, cu, bong, it's a real tease.

When you're even two years older, you obviously look different as an adult.

Unlike me, who really tends to be a child, I am moist and calm.

And Prince Rendor, who colludes alongside her, also looks very grown-up, and I flinched inside.

They laughed with pleasure as I watched, and Liliana Villette touched Prince Rendor's arm in affection.

A plump chest was pulled over and it's still going to stick to the prince's arm.

No, no, no, don't touch my Lady Rendor!

I wanted to break in between you two screaming like that, but my legs are kind of dull and I can't move.

That's because you two look great.

At my age, between the cute but common and intimate Maylie Ford and the Prince, I broke and let him in, but I cannot stand between the seniors who create an adult atmosphere.

I am fifteen, and the seniors seventeen.

My childhood, which I could not take so seriously when Rydy and Elda told me, is now so painfully stained.

Prince Rendor, who has become a youth at some point, suits someone like that.

A voice was called out to me, who stood up against a tremendous sense of alienation.

"Oh, you're the wrong woman, Milene."

It was Sandil Orkens, the orange-headed hottie.

"What are you doing in my senior classroom? Did you come around to Rendor again, or did you? You're gonna hate a nagging woman."

The tall rude man shook my head with one hand.

"Oh, Pippy, there's no noise. Does it hurt even in your stomach?

Master Sandil seemed unhappy that he had not reacted as expected, and he peered into my face and followed the whereabouts of his gaze.

"Oh, Miss Liliana? He seems classy, but he's after Rendor."

"... what do you mean?

"Surely you are the closest to the Queen's throne. But there are quite a few ladies after you, my concubine."

"Concubine?"

"Yes. I'm Rendor's mistress. If you don't have a baby, you'll be a mother-in-law in no time."

Speaking of which, Rydy said.

The most important part of the queen's service is giving birth to inheritance.

If I can't do that.

Let the concubine have a child and inherit the child.

"Is Master Rendor going to make him a concubine? Are you dating already?

I said with a tight grip of Sandil's arm.

"Hey, it hurts. I don't think he's gonna make a concubine before we get married, but I don't know because I'm not Rendor."

As I was biting my lips, Prince Rendor noticed this way.

Until then, I smiled, but it gives me a rugged look.

"Milene!"

As she approached us shaking Miss Liliana's hand off, she glanced at me. An eye for a disturber.

"What are you doing with Sandil?

"Rendor, I didn't do anything with honor. I mean, I don't want them to think I'm involved with such a busy woman."

"I told you not to talk to Sandil. Besides, why are you touching my arm?

Listen to me.

"Hey, come here."

"Ouch."

Pull off and pull the hand that was on Master Sandil's arm.

"Rendor, if you can hear me! Because you didn't do anything to piss me off! Don't act like violence to a girl!

Feminist Sandil rushes to the sword screen of Prince Rendor to stab the nail.

I am dragged away by Prince Rendor, but still sloppy, after which my servant Riddie follows me in swallowing.

"Hey, you don't come"

"It is my duty to protect the lady."

It's not that easy to get rid of.

I even say back to the prince, that's the steel mentality.

"Come on, what were you talking about getting close to Sandil?

Why are you angry?

I was talking to Liliana Villette myself.

With a woman aiming for the seat of her concubine.

"Milene! Is that something you can't make excuses for?

Prince Rendor grabbed my shoulders and shook them.

"Milene?!

I was about to cry, and looked up at the deep blue eyes that glowed with anger.